Give me a kite of every color
And point me to the sky
There I’ll paint you a rainbow
But don’t stop and ask me why
It’s just something I was born with
That love of kites deep inside
Flying sheets in the wind
Fills my heart with pride
Especially the ones I built
With these two weathered hands
Soaring right beside the store-bought
In brightly colored bands
Red, green, blue and yellow
And all hues in between
Tattered tails of crimson
Across the sky are seen
Like chalk upon a sidewalk
They trace the sky so wide
A-dipping and a-swooping
As on the wind they ride
I can hear gasps of joy
From the children on the ground
Picking out their favorites
Their spirit knows no bound
Oh, could they fly among them
Those colored sheets of wind
Or perhaps just hold the strings
And feel the tugs again
That night they dream of flying
In the blue streaked by sun
Loose to roam the clouds
Freedom once more begun
Here a dip, there a dive
A bright wiggle in the blue
Staring down upon us
Their dreams of flight come true
Take us back one more time
And let us feel the cotton cord
That ties us to our flying soul
And brings us closer to the Lord
Author notes
The love of kites has lasted a liftime for me. Image credit: vickienc-PB.
Comments
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Awesome! Is the first word that comes to mind so I'll just leave it at that. God Bless, Jo-Ann


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Brazos, Your poem brings back many wonderful memories of my childhood and my children's childhood kite flying days . A wonderful way to sprend a windy day. This was a lovely poem and a delight to read. Take care. Hugs and Smiles. Sandy


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You made me feel like a kid again running in the park or fields and you captured the essence of truly flying a kite perfectly. The emotions now are so much stronger then when I was a child....so you last verse just touched my heart....I could picture myself as a spirit upon the clouds watching the childern & you wow! Think I go fly a kite! an excellent topic showing your piety to HER......I love thee..........novy


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you bring the wind, blue skies and laughing children alive before my eyes and the colors the kites moving all about . I am laughing oh you always make me laugh, your poetry and you are a gift. no wonder we all love you so.







